Ginny sat in the back seat with her two new born babies. Both girls with strawberry blonde haor; not like her bright red. Harry and Hermione sat in the front two seats, Harry driving. Ron is at work or else he would be here with them. They were giong to the burrow. Alot happened at the end of the war.
Ginny reached up and touched her locket. Inside a picture of her and the twins father. Pictures flashed in her mind, memories- some to painful to remember.
"Im so happy for you Ginny dear," her mum said on her wedding day.
She smiled when she remembered how understanding her family had been. Harry, Ron, Hermione, Fred, George, Charlie, and Bill- not so much but they came around eventually.
"I will always love you Ginny. Dont worry for me. Just get out of here before you get yoursel fhurt. Take care of our girls. I deserved this. But I never regreted this or would I ever take all this black. Loving you and our girls has been the best thing in life for me, ever! Go Ginny, go! Get out of here. I love you, never forget me."
Draco said before he took his last breathe.
"Ill never forget you," Ginny muttered as she let a single tear slip.